When Robert, her boyfriend's father, offered her a refill, Cassy placed her hand over her glass and respectfully shook her head. They were out celebrating Robert's birthday, the meal, arranged by his girlfriend Elizabeth, was at a very prestigious 5 star restaurant, Cassy was there along with her boyfriend Sebastian and his older brother Alexander. They were waiting for the next course to be served and the alcohol was rapidly going to her head.
"Oh Come on Cassy, we're celebrating, have a little more." Sebastian, nodded with encouragement. She smiled politely back at him and removed her hand from the glass allowing him to fill it for the third time. The truth was she couldn't afford to get too drunk, Alexander sat across from her on the other side of the table. Despite several glances across the table she hadn't caught him looking at her once, however she was completely aware that his attention was very much on her. She didn't want his attentions, and she feared what he may do.
She fidgeted in her chair and smoothed down her dress. Again looking up at him to see if he watched her. Stepping into the sitting room earlier that evening wearing the figure hugging black shoe-strap satin dress that was in contrast to the baggy jeans and loose T-shirts that made up her usual attire, he had made brief approving eye contact with her, and that was it for the evening.
It was after the desert, when Cassy was finally beginning to relax, that Alexander finally made his move. "Excuse me everyone," Alexander said as he stood up "I'm stepping outside for a cigarette". He took a step towards the door and leaned between Cassy and Sebastian, patting his brother on the back, "Sorry Seb, I'm going to have to leave you with the oldies for a bit." As he stood back up Cassy felt his hand gently on her lap, it remained there briefly and then he left. Feeling the blood colour her cheeks she looked down and realised that Alexander had left a cigarette paper on her lap. Written on it was 'meet me outside', not a request, and order.
Her hands began to shake as she reached for her clutch bag. Pulling out her phone she pressed a few buttons and then turned to her boyfriend. "Seb, I've had a missed call and a text from Jill, she seems really upset, is it ok if I give her a call?" "Sure babe, don't worry." He smiled as he leaned over and gave her a kiss on her cheek. She was grateful that the wine, and now champagne, stopped him from noticing her nervousness.
As Cassy stepped outside the front door her phone began to ring, "Look left," Alexander said. Mostly hidden in the shadows she could see him nonchalantly puffing away at his cigarette.
The summer night's air was heavy as Cassy looked around nervously to see if anyone would notice her. An older couple sat opposite each other at a bistro table, each with a glass of wine, absorbed in their conversation. She skittered nervously across the grass trying not to slip into the boarder plants as she made her way to the corner of the building. The bright lights illuminating the front faded as she rounded the corner and the darkness enveloped her vision.
"Hey princess." Alexander's unmistakable voice was accompanied with the smell of cigarette smoke. His hand on her wrist gently pulled her towards him and he caressed the curve of her back and the fullness of her buttocks as he held her to him. "You look so fucking hot tonight." She pulled herself away and coughed with the smoke. Flicking the almost exhausted butt into the nearest plant again he took her by the wrist and guided her further behind the building.
The stonewall she was pressed against was mercifully devoid of plants growing up its face but was dangerously close to the kitchen door where the kitchen and waiting staff would stand outside to take their breaks. Holding her hands above her head she struggled against him. "Please Alex, they can see us." She nodded towards the kitchen door. "So, they'll only be jealous, and wondering why their bitches aren't as fine as you." Securing his grip on her wrists with his left hand, he reached down and lifted her leg up to his waist. The skin of her thigh was clammy with the heat, but as he slid his hand further up her leg he could feel her tremble. Her face softly betrayed the tension she felt within, once again he was captivated with her beauty.
